“That’s enough for today. Tomorrow, we will cover basic magic theory.”
With a soft “thud,” the wizard closed the thick hardcover book in his hand, announcing the end of the first day’s lessons.
As low-tier mages, although these children were young, their mental power far exceeded that of ordinary people, and some were even quite formidable.
Even Su Yun, under this high-intensity cramming style of teaching, successfully memorized everything taught today.
It was quite comfortable without Mo Qingqing causing trouble…
In just one day—half a day, even—she had branded the pronunciation, form, and meaning of several thousand commonly used characters of this world into her mind.
The only drawback was perhaps that her hands couldn’t keep up with her brain; the characters she wrote were crooked and distorted, like a group of freshly unearthed earthworms crawling all over the paper, looking truly unsightly.
However, there were no longer any obstacles to basic reading and writing.
And from the start of class until now, only six hours had passed.
During that time, there was even a five-minute break every half hour.
For the first time, Su Yun experienced firsthand the terrifying power of having a strong mental capacity.
Such a massive amount of information would have likely taken three semesters and hundreds of language classes in her previous life to even finish covering, let alone memorize.
Yet this wizard teacher seemed to be merely reading a book calmly.
His speaking speed was neither fast nor slow, and he only spoke once, never even stopping to ask, “Do you understand?”
Because he knew that those sitting below him were all little monsters with photographic memories.
All the knowledge points turned into a mental torrent; after a single wash, they were etched into their brains.
All it would take was one more pass tomorrow to fill in the gaps and consolidate a bit, and they could skip the literacy stage entirely to formally touch upon the field of magic.
“My temporary room is right next door, number 108; that is my office. I will be staying for eight hours. You can go straight home or find your parents. Of course, if your brains still have extra space, you can also come find me.”
The wizard pushed up his glasses, packed his lesson plans, and without even sparing a glance at the students, turned and left.
It wasn’t that he was nearsighted; he just felt it added more of a sense of authority…
Should I go…?
Su Yun sat in the corner, looking at that receding figure with some hesitation.
Never mind.
Better find Mo Qingqing first.
Although nominally she was the master and Su Yun was the disciple.
But if she really took this relationship seriously and thought she could have freedom…
Well… she would likely end up dying quite miserably.
Su Yun packed her things and stood up.
Not far away, Chu Yu’er watched Su Yun’s back, her long red hair swaying slightly. She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to call out to Su Yun to say something.
But that small hand, halfway extended, finally paused in the air and was withdrawn.
That was the second time…
Watching Su Yun’s hurried departure, the little raccoon’s tail drooped somewhat despondently.
Mo Qingqing’s location was not easy to find.
The number of mid-tier mages was far greater than Su Yun had imagined.
It wasn’t like the low-tier area with just one nursery-style large classroom.
The mid-tier mage teaching area occupied two grand towers, totaling 17 floors. Each floor had 15 spacious lecture halls, and almost every hall was filled with at least 35 mages.
The atmosphere here was solemn, and mana fluctuations were frequent.
Su Yun didn’t dare to use her mental power for a blatant scan.
She only dared to act like a little mouse, quietly poking half of her fluffy head through the back door to take a quick peek inside, then immediately shrinking back after confirming it wasn’t the classroom Mo Qingqing was in.
Every classroom had an internal isolation barrier. Su Yun’s clumsy little movements went unnoticed by the students, though the sharp-sensing teachers on the podiums spared her a few half-smiling glances as she peeked in.
Under the silent permission of the teachers’ gazes, after quite some time, Su Yun finally found Mo Qingqing in the back row of a classroom.
The scene before her was completely different from what Su Yun had imagined.
She had thought Mo Qingqing would be slumped in her chair sleeping or doodling like usual.
But at this moment, although Mo Qingqing usually complained about things being troublesome and always exuded the casual air of a “salted fish,” she was now sitting properly with her back straight.
Those eyes, which were usually half-squinted, were now bright and focused, staring intently at the teacher on the podium.
Such a concentrated expression was something Su Yun had never seen before.
Su Yun’s two fluffy little ears subconsciously drooped.
She didn’t dare enter to disturb Mo Qingqing; she even lightened her breathing.
She quietly withdrew her head and left the place soundlessly, just as she had come.
There still seemed to be plenty of time left. Since Mo Qingqing was working hard, she couldn’t afford to be too much of a loser herself.
I’ll go to that wizard to brush up on some magic basics.
Su Yun rubbed her temples. While searching for Mo Qingqing, she had accidentally glanced at the magic models for mid-tier mages on the blackboard.
That kind of complex geometric composition and mana circuits made her feel dizzy just from a single glance.
The mental power required to learn those things was absolutely incomparable to just learning a few characters.
She was so startled that she quickly looked away, taking several deep breaths before feeling a bit better.
One must know that in her current mental world, the floor of the core building had already been laid out, and every floor tile was inscribed with the profound patterns of the Law of Life.
Even with such a solid foundation, she still couldn’t look directly at high-level knowledge across different tiers.
Did she really have to completely manifest the Taiwei Yuqing Palace to ignore this kind of tier suppression?
While lost in thought, Su Yun walked down the corridor toward room 108.
The teacher’s temporary residence was actually an office filled with books and experimental equipment.
The door was ajar, and inside was only the wizard, staring blankly at a crystal ball.
This saved Su Yun quite a bit of social effort, as she didn’t have to face her other classmates.
“Knock, knock.”
Su Yun knocked on the door.
The wizard looked up, and seeing the powder-blue little girl at the door, his eyebrows twitched slightly in surprise.
He really hadn’t expected that among that group of brats whose heads were only filled with play, someone would actually take the initiative to seek out an old man like him after the first day of school.
“Hello, Teacher… I… I don’t know the first thing about magic basics… I’ve never been in contact with it before… so…”
Su Yun whispered nervously, clutching the edge of her skirt.
She was afraid of being scolded or thrown out.
But to her surprise, the wizard, who had been stern and humorless in class, reacted differently.
Upon hearing that Su Yun had indeed come to seek knowledge and not to cause trouble or complain, his expression underwent a world-shaking change.
Those cold, hard lines softened instantly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his gaze became gentle, transforming him into the spitting image of a kind old grandpa from next door.
For a multi-school wizard, nothing made them happier than a diligent, studious student who thirsted for knowledge.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s okay if you don’t understand.”
He waved enthusiastically and even proactively pulled out a chair.
“Come, since you want to learn, let us start from the most basic types of mana…”